Friday, July 19, 2013

WE’RE GETTING A FOURTH SERIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Survived my first week at the new job.

It’s been a rough transition - he’s not the kind of person I learn well from, but it seems like we’re figuring out how to communicate with each other.

Eh. It’s a job.

It’ll do while I’m killing time and continuing to work on the Get My Ass To London While NOT Working For A Large Souless International Company Plan. (GMATLWNWFALSIC for short…)

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In other news, Sherlock Series 3 picks up filming the 3rd episode at the end of this month. I believe it’s been confirmed that the US will get Sherlock on PBS in 2014, but there’s no UK air date yet.

I’m really curious because the three hints we were given for this season were rat, wedding, bow and the episode titles are “The Empty Hearse”, “The Sign of Three”, and “His Last Vow.”

We know for a fact that “TEH” (*snicker*) is about Sherlock’s return to John and that it’s not going to go well. They showed some of “Three” at Comic-Con so we know it has to do with Mary Morstan and John’s wedding. We know that Mary leaves John at some point in ACD canon - but I can’t remember how - so hopefully she leaves in “Vow”. Like John’s last wedding vow because he never gets married again. (Although that’s not true in ACD canon.)

I don’t know… “Vow” is written by Moffat, so it’s going to be… Moffaty. (Buy stock in Kleenex now. The Sherlockians are going to lose their minds. Guaranteed.)

BUT, BUT, BUT!

Benedict mentioned several months ago that they signed on for series 4, but that was quickly squashed by the powers that be. Moftiss et al have announced that series 4 has been commissioned, but of course there’s no way to give us an estimated air date…

Fuckers.

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Other than that, I’m still getting favorites/kudos on my Johnlock fic. Still working on the Cabin Pressure fic from hell. Still obsessing about writing my next Johnlock fic.

I need to buy suits again. I don’t like suits.

I definitely need to hose out and air dry my ruck - it smells lovely after the Challenge. (I may have forgotten to empty the bag after we got home… WHOOPS.)

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Head’s all spinny, but I’m here

I’m alive.

Two days in and I’m liking the job… except for the security cameras in the pool. How am I supposed to have a nekkid pool party now? Party poopers.

(Yeah, staff gets free lunches, access to the pool and the fitness center.)

Accounting is accounting is accounting, so it’s an accounting job. Same rodeo, different horse, you know?

This company actually doesn’t seem to be twelve flavors of crazy, but the boss does sing. (As he warned me.)

He sings loudly.

I’m OK. I’m fitting in just fine. The work is doable.

I’ll check in once I have more energy and something to talk about outside of the fact that my office is in a hotel room and has it’s own bathroom, refrigerator, and microwave. (Which is pretty damn cool, btw.)

Have I mentioned that I get free entertainment in the form of a singing boss?

Oh yeah.

His rendition of Notorious B.I.G.‘s “Juicy” was especially inspired…

Monday, July 15, 2013

So. Nervous.

Because of a stupid Monday morning meeting, I don’t get to start my new job until noon today. Which means I have another hour to chill out before I have to leave.

Of course, while I’m waiting, I get an interview for a job at a college… It’s a religious college and a member of Hockey East, so there’s some internal conflict there. But the job was good based on the description in the ad.

And now I’m worrying about whether or not I’m passing up the perfect job to take a perfect job that isn’t.

I know this is going to be fine. I know I can make it fine.

I mean, I passed the pop quiz at lunch, so it’s not like I don’t know what I’m doing. I’ve proven to him that I’m smarter than the political hire. I make him laugh. He makes me laugh. He didn’t try to impress me with a hockey puck.

Therein lies the rub. I went for a job and got let go within a month because I was a terrible fit. They hired someone and let them go within a month because that person was a terrible fit.

Please, universe, don’t let that happen again.

I don’t think I can take it if it happens again…

Sunday, July 14, 2013

I. AM. GOING. STRAIGHT. TO. HELL.

What do I do with a VPN that gives me a live feed of Benedict Cumberbatch’s Top Gear episode?

I figure out how to record the video so I can make screen grabs…

And then this happened.

I am *so* sorry, Benedict.

I think it’s a three patch problem

Since a huge part of the GORUCK Tough family believes that what happens at the Challenges stay at the Challenge, I’m not going to do a blow-by-blow of what happened.

I did get a lot of questions about why I chose to go into the ocean fully clothed a while ago. All I could say at that point was there are a lot of Challenges where people wind up in water. I wanted to make sure my moisture wicking clothing would wick moisture, I wouldn’t get blisters from walking in wet socks and shoes, and what the ruck would do in water (hopefully outside of drowning me).

Well, this is why.

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Yesterday, I went to The Dirty Girl mud race to cheer on a friend from the UCMB. I thought I wouldn’t be in good enough shape to do it, but judging from some of the competitors, I could have/should have joined in.

Well, I will next year.

While I was waiting for them to get out of the woods and into the part of the race I could see, I decided that I wanted to run the Manchester Road Race with a friend from elementary school and do a Zombie 10K with my gym buddy. (I’ve discovered that this sort of thing is better with friends.)

I’ve become one of “Them”... I never, in a billion years, thought that would happen. I played volleyball in high school and was in the Marching Band, but I’d never consider myself particularly active. (Marching band is hard work, Peanut Gallery, so don’t even go there.) I guess I can consider myself active now.
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My friend in Belgium turned me on to a VPN program that lets you watch BBC shows as they air. This is huge to me because it looks like we get edited versions of Top Gear here (it’s like they cut out certain sections for the US audience) and today, Top Gear has Benedict fucking Cumberbatch on it. If I waited to watch it here, I’d have to wait an entire week. That’s just not acceptable when I have the power to watch it today.

Obsessed much? Or impatient?

Flip a coin.

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Also… MY FIRST DAY OF WORK IS TOMORROW.

I never thought I’d be so happy to see a Monday in my life.